Don’t tell Nelson Galaxy, but, partly for reasons of virtue, partly because of the alarming state of my personal finances, and partly because of my strengthening resolve, I have decided not to drink this Christmas.
Nelson is expecting our usual festive fortnight of drunken debauchery. He’s going to be severely disappointed.
I have decided that I am not going to have anything to drink at all – well, hardly anything. I may have a glass of sherry on Christmas Eve but that will be it. And maybe a glass or two of wine on Christmas Day, but nothing more. Well, maybe a pint in the pub while mother is preparing lunch, but that will definitely be it.
And of course, Nelson and I will have to pop into one or two of the local hostelries on Boxing Day and then again on New Years Eve; but I won’t be drinking anything other than mineral water. Okay, maybe I’ll have a white wine spritzer or even a half-pint of Guinness – or two. But no more. All right, maybe one more – but that will be it. Definitely.
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